« From the alley's gloom and chill / Up to fame danced Sally. / Which was nice for her, but still / Rough upon the alley. / How it must regret her wiles. / All her ways and glances. / Now the theatre owns her smiles, / Sallies, songs, and dances. ...[4] »

^Doris Eaton Travis, Joseph Eaton, Charles Eaton, J. R. Morris, University of Oklahoma Press, 2003, The days we danced: the story of my theatrical family from Florenz Ziegfeld to Arthur Murray and beyond , pag 75, ISBN978-0-8061-9950-4.